Call Me Lizzie
by BeQwerTeep

Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

Author's Note: Sorry this chapter (and the end of the first one) is so summarized, but I'm trying to make the last several years of Lizzie's college career seem like a flashback rather than an experience. So just stick it out, it's almost over, just this last chapter.

Also, Slytherin Angel (a wonderful person who REVIEWED!! Yaaaaay!!!) pointed out that this fic should probably be rated R, but I didn't rate it that for two reasons: 1) I noticed other fics that had language and sexual situations and whatnot, but they were rated PG-13, and 2) I was afraid that if I rated the story R, then not as many people would read it, because you have to choose to read R and NC-17 fics, they just don't automatically show up. But, if enough people tell me that I should rerate it, then I will. I guess it's up to you guys.

Anyway, thanks to all you guys who reviewed my story, I LOVE YOU!!! You guys absolutely made my day! kisses to everyone Now, on with the story.

Chapter 2: The Betrayals

Gordo never liked Jesse, but he kept his opinions to himself until late in their junior year, when Lizzie started missing classes and stopped calling both him and Miranda. Gordo knew that it had something to do with Jesse, but Lizzie didn't like it when Gordo criticized him, so he just watched silently as Lizzie deteriorated before his eyes.

It turned out that Jesse had become abusive. He tried to hit her where nobody would notice, such as her stomach and back, but many times he missed, hitting her in her face and arms, which was why she missed classes. She didn't want anybody to find out that she was being abused, partly because of the embarrassment and partly because she thought that she loved Jesse. But when she found out from Tisha that Jesse was sleeping around, and had made one of the new freshman abort his baby, she confronted him. That resulted in the most brutal beating she ever received, and it landed her in the hospital.

Tisha had found her in her Miata, abandoned at a closed gas station near one of the clubs Tisha frequented. She was covered with bruises and scrapes, had a broken arm, a small head wound that resulted from her head being slammed into the passenger side window, and a stab wound in her leg where Jesse had taken a piece of the broken glass and shoved it into her thigh.

She was barely alive, but managed to asked Tisha not to tell anybody. She was unconscious for nearly 36 hours, however, so the hospital had to call her parents, by law, regardless of her wishes. When Liz was able to leave the hospital, her parents notified the school and took her home for a few weeks. They also put out a restraining order on Jesse. Her parents had offered to let her stay home for the rest of the year, but she declined, deciding to finish her senior year as planned.

"And that's what led up to this." Liz jumped at the sound of her own voice. She had been in quite a daze, lost in her own reverie. She had been reviewing the past three and a half years in her head to get the right story to tell Gordo. Gordo still didn't know about the beating. The school had informed him that she had taken some time off to be with her parents, so he hadn't wanted to interfere with her family matters. He didn't even know that she was back in town.

God, has it only been three weeks since... that happened? Liz thought. At that moment, she heard a noise from Gordo's bedroom. That's strange, she thought. Why isn't he at school or work? She didn't actually know what time it was, but then she realized that it was Saturday.

Well, I'll just go wake him up. It's time for him to know, anyway, she thought with steely reservation.

She padded silently to the door... opening it just as silently... when she was suddenly transported back into time-~-

"Gordo? I'm back." Lizzie locked the door and threw her backpack on the floor by the table in the common room, then ventured into the bedroom to lay down.

She opened to door to find Gordo in bed, specifically, in the bed he made by pushing their twin beds together, with some sophomore she vaguely recognized.

"Oh David, like that... uh, yeah..." the redhead moaned.

"Gordo?" Lizzie managed to get out before she burst into tears, startling the two in bed. She turned and fled from the room.

"Lizzie, wait!" Gordo yelled after her, pulling out and untangling himself from the sheets. He jumped out of bed and ran after her, naked and still aroused. He ran into the common room, just as she was fumbling with the key in the door, unable to see through her tears. He moved close to her, placing his hands on hers, trying the still them.

When she felt, rather than saw, him touching her, she whirled around, speaking as she turned.

"Gordo, I though we--" she gasped when she saw his arousal. He saw the look in her eyes, hungry even as they were hurt and clouded with tears.

"Lizzie, I can explain--"

"No, it's pretty self-explanatory." She said angrily through her tears, glancing at his arousal. With that, she unlocked the door in one swift motion, and was gone-~-

There, in front of her eyes, was the exact reenactment of what she had seen only three years earlier. All thoughts of telling him her story left her mind as she stood for a moment, almost entranced by what she saw. There, in front of her eyes, was her best friend, in the flesh... and nothing else. There in front of her was not Gordo the skinny teenage geek, but Gordo the Man. Time seemed to stand still as she watched the girl's legs dig into Gordo's back, looking almost small against the muscles that were flexed tight in passion, as his ass, granted, his white ass, moved up and down as he plunged into the girl beneath him.

"Gordo, I'm... I'm..." the girl panted.

"Come with me, Stacey, I'm almost there..." Gordo gasped, still coherent in his ardor. As soon as he spoke, Liz, still unnoticed, snapped out of it, let out a small cry, turned and left the room.

"I'm getting out of this sick town!" Liz muttered under her breath as she grabbed her duffel bag and opened the front door. "I'm getting away from these people!"

She paused just outside Gordo's front door, watching as it slowly shut on its own. She listened for the click, and when she heard it, it resonated in her ears, sounding the finality of the moment.

"Good-bye, Gordo." She said softly. She made it all the way to the elevator before she burst into tears, sobbing so hard she collapsed on the floor.

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That's all folks. I'll probably update tomorrow before volleyball practice, if not, look for an update late tomorrow evening. Thanks for reading!!!

BTW- if Gordo seems a bit out-of-character, it's because I thought he needed more sex in his life. Something that hot should not be wasted. ;) He'll explain everything in later chapters, so don't worry.